No hospital visit this week

This was my first week in a long time when I had no visits to Roswell Park. I had gotten used to the weekly visits, whether for chemo or for lab checks, and it seemed strange to not go. I did have a hair appointment and a massage, so that made up for it a bit.

I figure that this month I am hitting the lowest of the low, being at the end of my chemo with all of its cumulative effects. Barry likens it to the stock market, which hit such lows recently but is now slowly starting to recover. The stock market crash started about the same time as my cancer story, too, last September. Just like the Dow Jones Index, I have up days and down days, hopefully more up days than down days in the weeks to come.

Today we walked to the mailbox to get the mail, and I managed to walk past 3 more driveways down the road before we turned around to come back. This might not seem like much of an achievement, but for me it was a milestone, as every other trip to the mailbox had me pushing myself just to get there and back.

If all goes well, I will be able to do more and more each day from now on as I struggle to recover from all of the chemo. I'm planning to find my pedometer and using it to track my progress in walking: 4 driveways next time.